Dost Thou Truly Seek Renown

Dost thou truly seek renown

Christ His glory sharing?

Wouldst thou win the heavenly crown

Victor's meed declaring?

Tread the path the Savior trod,

Look upon the crown of God,

See what He is wearing.

This the King of Heaven bore

In that sore contending;

This His sacred temples wore,

Honor to it lending;

In this helm He faced the foe,

On the rood He laid him low,

Satan's kingdom ending.

Christ upon the tree of scorn,

In salvation's hour,

Turned to gold those pricks of thorn

By His Passion's power;

So on sinners, who had earned

Endless death, from sin returned,

Endless blessings shower.

When in death's embrace we lie,

Then, good Lord, be near us;

With Thy presence fortify,

And with victory cheer us;

Turn our erring hearts to Thee,

That we crowned for ay may be:

O good Jesu, hear us!